One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

He slowly raised his free left hand, and a turbid black true qi condensed in his palm, transforming into a sharp short blade.

"Since you can't bring yourself to do it, then I'll help you make up your mind."

Shen Yan slowly placed the True Qi short blade against Liu Tianxian's right arm.

"For every ten breaths you hesitate, I will cut off a part of her limb."

"Sever her dragon tendons and drain her dragon blood!"

"I'd like to see whether you're more concerned about your own cultivation or would rather watch this true dragon wail to death in endless torment!"

The sharp blade mercilessly sliced ​​through Liu Tianxian's fair and jade-like skin.

"stop--!"

A weak yet extremely proud voice interrupted Shen Yan's actions.

Liu Tianxian's beautiful face was covered in cold sweat, and her clothes were stained with blood.

She didn't look at Shen Yan behind her, but stared straight at Zhang Tianyi a few steps away.

"Young Taoist priest..."

Liu Tianxian's lips trembled slightly, her clear, cold voice carrying a hint of determination, as well as a pain that she couldn't hide.

"I am the true god of Changbai Mountain... the spirit of the earth's veins guarding this region!"

"My life and death are not for you, a mere mortal, to bear!"

She looked at the young man who had always been nonchalant, but now was so quiet it was heartbreaking.

A layer of moisture welled up in her eyes.

"If you truly destroy your own foundation..."

Even if my soul is scattered... I will never forgive you!

"Go... go away!"

That angry shout, tinged with sobs, echoed across the vast Heavenly Lake.

She was a high and mighty deity, but at this moment, she only hoped that the Taoist priest who had vowed to protect her would be safe and sound.

The cold wind still howled.

Zhang Tianyi listened quietly to Liu Tianxian's resolute words and Zhang Chulan's roar from behind.

Countless complex emotions flashed in his downcast eyes.

There was helplessness, relief, and a touch of tender longing.

"Why are all of them so temperamental?"

Zhang Tianyi finally spoke.

His voice was soft and calm, as if he were chatting casually in a wicker chair at the manor.

He slowly raised his head.

On that young and handsome face, that familiar, yet somewhat forced, faint smile returned.

He looked at Liu Tianxian's eyes, which were brimming with tears.

"What I say is like a nail carved in stone."

"I said I'd protect you, how can I run back halfway and become a coward?"

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Shen Yan, who was full of vigilance.

"Old man, you win."

There was no resentment or bitterness in Zhang Tianyi's tone.

He slowly raised his right hand.

Within his palm, the domineering golden lightning began to gather little by little.

Just this once.

This destructive force was not directed at any enemy.

Instead, he slowly turned to his own lower abdomen.

There.

It is the dantian of a Taoist practitioner, the foundation of their life force after a hundred years of arduous cultivation.

"Master! No!!!"

Zhang Chulan knelt on the ground, crying his heart out.

"Stop... Zhang Tianyi, stop..."

Tears welled up in Liu Tianxian's eyes, and she shook her head desperately.

Zhang Tianyi didn't look at them again.

The smile on his lips remained unchanged.

His raised right hand carried that blinding golden lightning.

Without reservation, he aimed it at his dantian...

Chapter 480 Chen Duo Weeps Blood, the True Dragon Cries in Sorrow!

The blizzard seemed to pause at that moment.

All eyes were fixed on the golden lightning that had gathered in Zhang Tianyi's palm.

That is the culmination of a century of arduous cultivation, a heaven-reaching creation that surpasses all others.

"puff……!"

There was no earth-shattering explosion.

The power was all trapped inside the body.

A dull, cracking sound came from inside Zhang Tianyi's lower abdomen.

The dantian (lower abdomen) shattered.

Followed by.

The layer of lightning that had been surrounding Zhang Tianyi, seemingly capable of withstanding even the might of heaven, completely dimmed.

Zhang Tianyi's tall figure swayed slightly.

His face, which always wore a nonchalant smile, had lost all color and become unusually pale.

"cough……"

Blood gushed from the corner of his mouth.

He knelt heavily on one knee, his hands bracing against the ice, but his back remained straight.

"Master Advisor—!!!"

Zhang Chulan roared, his voice suddenly shattering.

This usually slick young man suddenly buckled at the knees and knelt upright on the ice.

He watched helplessly as the white-robed Taoist priest, who had always stood like a mountain blocking everyone's path, collapsed.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Zhang Chulan gripped the hard ice with both hands, his ten fingers bleeding profusely, yet he was completely unaware.

Hot tears welled up and smeared all over his face.

He hates!

I hate myself for being so weak!

He hated himself for being able to hide under the wings of his elders like a useless person, watching the person he respected most being forced to abandon his cultivation!

"Second Master..."

Wang Ye collapsed to the ground, his eyes red and swollen.

He bit his lips until they bled, but he seemed not to feel the pain.

He knew perfectly well what destroying the dantian meant for a cultivator.

That's a hundred times more cruel than killing him!

Guan Shihua, who was not far away, was also in tears.

She slapped her thigh tremblingly, her voice choked with sobs:

"What a terrible thing...what a terrible thing!"

"The Celestial Master's Mansion has done such a great favor, a kindness heavier than the heavens, our Changbai Mountain..."

Deng Youfu and the others had tears in their eyes, clenched their fists tightly, and were filled with grief and indignation.

Among the crowd, Chen Duo was the quietest.

The little girl didn't cry out loud like Zhang Chulan.

She stood there, staring blankly at her master in the distance, who had collapsed to one knee from exhaustion.

Chen Duo felt as if her internal organs were being ripped out with a knife.

"Master..."

Chen Duo murmured softly.

She wanted to move forward, to help the man who had led her out of the darkness, but she couldn't lift her legs.

A trickle of crimson blood slowly slid down from the corner of her clear eye.

Then came the second drop, and the third drop.

Those were tears of blood.

"Master...don't you want Duo'er anymore...?"